Take Off Panties Novels & Stories

The humiliation was intoxicating, making me dizzy, making me wetter. "Now the panties. Turn around. Let me see that ass first." I turned around, my heart racing with a mix of nerves and anticipation. The crotch of my panties was soaked, clinging to my swollen lips. I hooked my thumbs into the waistband and slowly peeled them down, turning them inside out, revealing the firm, pale globes of my ass. I bent over slightly to step out of them, knowing my hairy cunt was now in full view. I tossed them aside and turned to face him, completely naked.

"If I show you, will you lick me down there?" I replied, "It would be an extreme pleasure." I sat there in awe as Greta took off her jeans and her shoes, leaving her in a pair of brief panties. The panties covered more of her that her bathing suit had. I took another photo of her and she went into a couple of poses for me. Then, she pulled her panties down and revealed her nice landing-strip bush and the slit of her vagina. The panties fell to the floor and she stepped out of them.

Hell, I wonder if it’ll fit. I scooch backwards and wriggle my panties down my hips, sliding them off and tossing them aside, then sit up to fling off my bra, too. Cal’s eyes zero in on my bare breasts and he immediately leans forward to attach his hands to them, kneading the soft flesh and pinching my hardened nipples.

Kourtney's body went limp as she heard this. "Now please lift your legs, young lady, or I'll probably hurt you." Kourtney obediently raised one leg. Jeff ripped off her panties as fast as he could, they were a sexy pair of lace panties. His girlfriend, since when did she like those sexy panties? "Very good. I'm coming in." With that, he took his dick and thrust it in hard. "Ahhh!" Kourtney let out a moan. It was obvious she was enjoying this, she was so wet.

I mean, this was how it started with Kain and yet, my skin crawls with putrid disgust. I get up from my seat, finally staring at him just before his smile widens with excitement. I slowly slide my top off first, sliding the tips of my fingers against my skin for an added sultry effect before I drop the top right behind me. He begins clapping and praising just that simple act while I ignore him. Next, I take the shorts off as well, as slowly as I had one with the shirt, dropping it off before pulling off my hair tie that keeps my hair away from my face until I’m clad in nothing but a bra and a pair of matching panties.

“Take off your skirt and panties.” A full-body shiver rippled through me. I hated that the bastard would probably toy with me, get me extremely aroused, but not let me come. Yet my body needed to obey him. My hands shook as I laid the pad and pencil on the desk. Reaching behind me, I unzipped my gray skirt. It was snug, so I shimmied out of it and laid it on the extra chair. With my back to Erin, I slid my thumbs into the waistband of my panties and slipped them off.

I walked over to the bed, dropped my towel, and grabbed the tiny thong panties he had picked out for me to wear. I slipped them on, watching the look on his face, then turned around and adjust the tiny string slipping it up my ass and between my lips. There are barely and material showing, except for the triangles above my ass and above my pussy.

I could feel my juices soaking through my panties and running down my inner thighs. The moment I stepped inside Zane’s office and locked the door behind me, I started stripping. I yanked my shirt open and let it fall to the floor. My bra came off next. My heavy tits spilled free, nipples tight and begging to be sucked. I pushed my skirt and soaked panties down in one motion, leaving myself completely naked in the middle of the room.

They're hungry - hungry and eager. He releases my breasts, and his hands drop to my underwear. Like my bra, my panties are plain, but I'm not embarrassed anymore. It's not like they're staying on. He stretches them over my hips, lifting me slightly to get them over my butt. I wiggle, helping them slide down my legs. They fall off my ankles into the water.

"You most certainly are, the complete uniform includes a pair of white cotton panties which you are clearly not wearing." I slid my finger slowly inside her and she let out a slow purr. "I'm really sorry Mr. Brad, I did have my panties on but..." Her concentration faded as I found her clit and began to gently run a finger over it. "But...I just got so excited...about...tying knots... they got... a...little...wet...so I took them off..." "That's no excuse, you should have had a spare pair in your kit." "Yes...yes...Mr. Brad...I'm so sorry..."